A voice in the back of the room spoke up, ragged and tired. When he walked in was hard to tell, given how quickly he could move.

"Nemo knew things about us...mentioned something from Kara's childhood, I think. Personal stuff."

He really wasn't ready to be up and about yet. Still needed more time under the yellow sunlamps, after that beating and the radiation.

But he figured he could take a few minutes for this.

"He said he knows the unknowable. Whatever that means."